i have gotten to the point
where couches and trunk seats
just dont do it for me,
lawns and attics
arent as exciting as they used to be,
alcohol and ****
are just another excuse to forget,
words on a screen telling me
i am beautiful
have lost all meaning
i have gotten to a point
where i want to just be held
innocently,
without the thoughts of
"how am i going to get in her pants"
with only the looks of love,
and not the kind that is hiding the lust
i want for once
to be cared for,
to actually be treated right
but i think that is too big
of a burden for anyone  
to try and hold